Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1887-10-15

an honor to mo and to this city, like his
father before him, has died in disgrace. For
give you! Yes, will forgive %you-when the
CHAPTER VIII.
OUT OF GOLDEN MIST,
We were hack again at Rousdon-Dan Gull
liver and job n Ito begin again such por-
ton of the old life Is was possible. "We will
go on said Dun, sadly, just as VIC used to
60 on before over he came. We will forget
thatlAe ever came. YUu will forget That o
are Q young LADY,"
Alas! not only waasthe old time gone, but
nothing lksis could ever come again. Will
had torn up the old tinpe and thrownit nway.
It wa dead. But the 4nentery was left.
One could sit u think till day after day
that summer Of 1908 unrolled itself again, and
l could remember every word he said, even
the lightest, with every gesture and every
look.
The people at Lyme welcomed us all with
u cordiality which meant not only gratitude
for the past. but hope for the future. Since
that dreadful day Of rebuke when Joshua's
delivery Of goods was discovered 10 10 so
much sea water and nothing else, tho town
had been without brandy. Campion's fine old
Jamaica rum, well enough III Its way, was .
poor substitute for the right good Nantes
which Dan had provided. a taste had been
developed which was doomed to d%isappoint-
mcnt, for no one succeeded Dan. a man
cannot suddenly become u snluggler. Re-
lations have to be established on the opposite
shore, q connection to be formed at home; it
is q business which is tile growth of years.
Now Dan represented the third, and his SONS
tue fourth generation, Of II long career i'll
tho trade, during which the whole business
for this part Of tho coast had dropped into
tho hands Of CULVER e. Company, snug
glers to the nobility, gentry and clergy
of Lyme Regis and tho surrounding
country. Imagine, therefore. what u blow
it was to the district when the fatal ar
rest happened, followed by the dreadful dis
sovery OF the sea water. So that, when we
cane home again, there were visits paid 10 Us
not only OF colgratulatiou Oh our return, and
coincidence for poor Jephlhall, but also Of
hope and temptation Mr.. Maliock, J. r.,
walked all the way from Lyme on purpose to
SEQ his old friend again, and to hint that the
naked condition OF his cellar, US regarded
French brandy, WAS dcplortblc. Tho Rev.
Benjamin Burden, who, long before tho cnd
of Dams W years captivity, had rot through
his -four kegs. came 10 say that he was re-
duccd to cider. and that OF the thliulest. Dan
received these visitors with great politencss,
but held out no hopes that tho old trade would
bc revived. Est, he said, tho Dancing
Polly was gone; he SHOULD never ugain find u
boat he could trust So well; then his nephew,
Joshua Meecl,, was gone, pressed while
busy with the kegs; though how
them kegs turned ont to DO sea
water he couldn't say; and Jcphthull
was gone; md he was getting old, and IL Sec
ond conviction meant II capital sentence.
Then his money in John IIun,spill's hands
was bringing him II little income by itself,
and he had given his promise not to sinugglo
any more. ltlnlk the Old man had learNed
to look on smuggling, compared with the
great game OF war, us IL small thing.
1t was strange to come back TO this queer
atmosphere, iii which crime appeared no sin
and law breaking was encouraged by the adj
lninistrators of the law. The s]trangeness
passed. off utter awhile, and then tho two
years Of life in tho stately house Of the old
city square appeared, in its turn, dreamy and
unreal.
We came buck to the old place, and began
in Il broken winged way to resume tho old
ways. Then, naturally, | began to make the
house and the housekeeping more in accord
ahce with my recently acquired idcns. Dan
acquicsced, wondering; Job tried To adapt
himself to my ways with the good will which
always distinguished him, but with less sue
cess. He betook himself to work OIL the farm.
and i'll assuming the smock frock immedi-
ately changed, just as Le used to do, the roll
OF the sailor fer the SLOUGH of the Inborer.
John HuntSpill wrote to ne from time to
time. Madam made no sign of relenting.
She never asked for news of me; she had
withdrawn her confidence from him.; she
never spoke to any one about her son; she
satsilent all the day long, pale and stern. Her
heart was full Of bitterness.
When Dan began to talk about j joshua, and
to regret the misfortuncs which bcfell him.
considered that it would DO well TO conceal
my share in them, and the fact Of Ills trcacL-
cry. When he car;e home again-should he
ever come hoEe-it would be tinfe to con-
slider what steps should be taken. For the
present it seemed better to leave the old man
i'll the belief that Joshua,s troubles were un.
deserved. Indeed, it would nave been diff.
cult to persuade him that his " nephew
could he guilty of 50 foul and dastardIy a
crime; For my orn part, | hoped that he
would never come loNne again. "a life for q
life" l said bitterly. GAS he destroyed my
Willis life, go let his he taken away"
1t was i'll the dark days of December that
We came puck to Rousdon. The wintry
weather suited the misery OF my mind. Yet
after a time the old CHARM Of the sea fell uDon
ME and soothel me. Dan painted and calkcd
the little boat. l put out to sea in her again
during tho soft, smooth mornings common in
winter Oil the south coast, when the sun floats
hltlod iii n soft yailnV mist its.1f =, i;.i, &c
molten gold; when, if you sec a boat, her
nasts and hull are wrapped round with q
yellow haze, like those Of a float in u dream.
Sometimes Dan came with me, and We sailed
or rowed, silent, thinking Of the DAYS That
could come no more.
There was no one like him. said Dan,
one day When We had Lcen sitting quiet in
the boat for an hour and more. .:Iherc
never was no one like him, and never will lie.
Joshua had his gooi points. For q rough
night at sea and q ready hand, Joshua never
had bis equal. But Joshua was ru,np He
took after bis father in such respects, Now
Ar. Campion, he was always laughing,
talking, always ready to DO u hands
turn for everybody. Nobody like him. And
to think Of
"Don't, Dan! DON'T" l nlur1n,red viii, tile
tears coming into my eyes.
We had a dreary Christmas that winter,
though after servic. in the poor old barn,
which had gone nearly ~roofIess since Dan
went away, the Rev. 1Mr. Burden came 10
take his dinner with lis. A turkey from til
farm yard furnished the meal, and after
ward Dan, with II guilty look, produced q
bottle Of rum Mir. Burden shook his head |
sadly, but spent the rest of the day over the
drink i'll company with Dan, and departed in /
the evening with legs which showed Il ten. |